i thought you were my fairytale, a dream when i'm not sleeping, a wish upon a star that's coming true

oosh. i haven't blogged for like ages and now's not exactly the best mood for me to be blogging in. >< but nevermind, i shall save the ranting for later. ANYHOWS, 6Q ROCCKKKSS! the girls are alllll super crazy and high on drugs everytime and we laugh at all the randomest things. i have a sneaky feeling that the guys all secretly think we belong to IMH and have duely informed them to prepare wards for us. =D HAH we're just too cool for school! *beams*

i think RJ was quite okay for me to fit in and all cause of like RG and the whole knowing everybody thing. but having a supreme class like 6Q just made the transition so much more a joy! reallyreally thank God for blessing me with such great people, people that would totally make the next 2 years a blessing. <333!

but i still love REDBLOODCELL over every other group of people. as in not like the rest aren't good enough, but more of how i feel so safe and loved and secure and supported by cell. and how I know that God is working so mightily in cell, cause it is cell after all. =D i love the way i can talk to the guys and feel so at ease, and how we can all go crazy together. what with sam and lenard's crazy gayness [ROMANS 1!], ribbing tim about his resolution *ahem* =DD, lenard the COOL CAPS PEEP and spongebobfan! and the darlingest girls who are all beeyouteefull princesses of God! van and her madcap antics and how she LOVESSSS sam *GRINNNN*, cheryl the cherlyfries, my dearest poxy, britt the funnygirl and ama of gazillion of years knowing her! can always talk to them about all kinds of crazy things and have wonderful girl talks. and the leaders have been my pillars of support, whenever i felt like crying or really did cry over horrible, terrible, irritating issues that get me all riled up, they've been sources of comfort that God has totally blessedblessedblessed me with. <333

and i thank God so much for poxy. she knows the many times i've just broken down and cried, got my <3 dashed [HEE] and wanted to rip someone else's <3 to SHREDS, all my high moments and down in the dump days. bestest friend forever! thanks for alwaysalwaysalways being there, i promise i will always harass you and continually get embarrassed when your mom knows it's me even before i say anythign beyond hello. =D aii lURbBs EuU bEeG BeEg WoRhXx! *eeeeewww how lianzz* <333

and for dearie vivi too! how she knew the right words to say when i just felt so lost and angry and bewildered. my dear sister in Christ, through whom i can and i believe i will, continue to see God's love. <33

and i thank God for Him, for how He's been blessing me so much even though sometimes i feel like i'm just walkign through the darkest valleys, and how i dont want to do the right things anymore. i've been straying from Him at times, and it only made me realise all the more explicitly that i cannot survive on my own strength, that i'm just too weak and insignificant compared to His infinite wisdom and love. i love You, Jesus <33333333333333

i still feel like ranting haha but it's public domain so it gets a tad tricky. hmmm. i shall now unleash my torrent of linguistic and poetic abilities! HAHAHA! *im sure they're existent*

patriotism.
you look up at that cloth fluttering infront of you and you know you're supposed to feel this rush of emotion.
oh why, yes of course i feel MUCH more than just a rush
it engulfs me, makes me choke and sputter and whoaa even turns the waterworks on
amazing how the red i'm seeing and my whitened face makes the perfect flag
it doesn't stand out from the vast array of flags other than the fact that i've tried to be more cordial to it
i could have been much more warm and acknowledging
but hey it's hard, feeling the restrain that i'm supposed to be bonded to this
ooh but apparently the ties have been severed
snipped off by the cutting remarks that i've been hurling, or so the cloth insists
and by my indifference to the country, or so says the cloth

the waterworks dont seem to show any signs of stopping
maybe shredded pieces of the flag are needed to stem the flow
but of course since it has no regard for me, [being inanimate after all]
the verdict pronounced stands.

and so i'm just a face with a ruined name with apparent ties to the flag.

:'(

thank God it's sunday tomorrow and i have redbloodcell to tell me what to do

-anne